A Dead Possum Day
This morning while outside doing my daily chores Goose brought me a possum. He unwillingly held it for a moment while I took a picture and then spit it out into my hand (never pass up an opportunity...
View ArticleA Black Heart
I live with cats. Three cats. But I wouldn’t call myself a cat person. I am firmly in camp dog. Why you ask? This is why: For those who cannot see or understand what they are looking at let me...
View ArticleStories in Snow
Some people can read stories in the snow. For those who knew where to look our first snowfall of the year told a story. And, like any good story it starts with a villain. The fox came out of the trees...
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Oh Storm. You lived a long good life. You were tolerant of children. Obsessed with sticks, and provided me with one of my favorite hunting stories. You will be missed.
View ArticleChecking In
Today I am tired. Some days are like this. A tired that goes so far beyond the normal wish for an extra hour of sleep or another cup of tea that I don’t know what I can relate it to. And I am too...
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